Post- Magazine
a parody of patriarchy [A&C]
By Malena Colon | March 6My friend and I were, of course, both delighted to see Pedro Pascal's face grace the screen when we settled in our seats to watch Ethan Coen’s recent film Drive-Away Dolls. We subsequently experienced the same reaction as we watched his character get brutally, almost cartoonishly, killed off in a ...
restful rhythms [lifestyle]
By Katherine Mao | March 6Work culture consumes us. Our Google Calendars are piled with one event after another. Our days pass in a flash. Amidst this relentless pursuit of productivity, resting is often conflated with laziness. A few weeks ago, on a long drive back to Providence, my friends and I listened to a podcast by The ...
i'm trying to tell you [A&C]
By Eleanor Dushin | March 6I walked with a friend into a wooded area behind Young Orchard, my heart beating too fast from hearing seven people talk about internships for an hour. I don’t smoke, but watching my friend smoke a cigarette had a vicariously calming effect on me. I kicked around a stick and took deep breaths as they ...
knowing love [feature]
By Audrey Wijono | March 6It is May of 1981. Tempo Magazine, one of Indonesia’s largest weekly newspapers, has just published an article about a wedding. “Their affections for one another are a little excessive, even in front of all their guests,” the author writes, seemingly amused. “Bonnie is pinching their ‘husband’s’ ...
note to self [lifestyle]
By Daphne Cao | March 6The trope of memory loss in media, though overused, has always fascinated and frightened me. The idea of losing your memories—the very things that make you the person you are—and becoming completely unaware of your identity in an instant sounds terrifying.
saving it for a rainy day [narrative]
By Jeanine Kim | March 6I used to think rain wasn't real. Growing up in Los Angeles, famous for its year-long summer, a rainy day was a special occasion. Rain sparked a butterfly effect with far-ranging consequences—from causing distressed drivers to lose all coordination to inspiring elated jubilation from all the young ...
the first snow [narrative]
By Lynn Nguyen | March 6I make a precise fold in half. I repeat with the same scrutiny, the same exactness, the same force, again and again. With a pair of safety scissors whose unused blades glimmer in my intent eyes, I calculate a snippet of the corner: Four thin, white triangles swirl down into my lap. Another cut at the ...
the delightful ever changing of seasons [narrative]
By Gabrielle Yuan | February 28Autumn
how to meet new people [lifestyle]
By Zoe Park | February 28Did you transfer here midyear and feel so utterly alone? Do you hang out with people that you enjoy, but at the same time feel that nobody truly knows you? There’s a difference between meeting and knowing people. Every day, you introduce yourself and go through the list: name, year, pronouns, and ...
leap year meditations [narrative]
By Elijah Puente, Katheryne Gonzalez, Tabitha Lynn, Joe Maffa and Klara Davidson Schmich | February 28next chapters
tweed and me [lifestyle]
By Sean Toomey | February 28If one had to summarize all of menswear—its ups and downs, bell bottoms, shin huggers, and oxford bags—into an essential fabric, it would have to be tweed. Hailing from the frosty and unforgiving weather of Northern Europe, tweed has become and remains the most versatile, nostalgic fabric one can ...
family ties [feature]
By Samira Lakhiani | February 28As my mom reads off every name, my sister and I try our hardest to commit them to memory. We are six and eight years old, excitedly staring at the family tree in front of us. It is astonishing and extensive, with some very familiar names and others that I have only heard of as characters from my parents’ ...
take me to church [A&C]
By Olivia Cohen | February 28My Sunday school teacher used to tell me that God hears all our prayers. She said that sometimes God even responds to you, and in these instances, you can feel his presence in your body or hear his voice in your head. So every Sunday, when Father Fox gave us a few minutes to pray silently, I would do ...
the "I" in goodbye [A&C]
By Benjamin Herdeg | February 28After coming to Providence, my cosmic "I" turned atomic. It happened when I started to say goodbye to my grandmother and when my younger brother went on his first date. My life started to look like a page of words I couldn't read.



















